Fire your presence off like a pinball rattling around my rib cage.
Leave nothing undisturbed, nothing uninterrupted.
Leave dents in my flesh and cracks in my bones.
Send your syrup down my arteries, taking with it what is scabbed, what is scarred, what is bitter, what is broken.
Ask every inch of my lungs to balloon in symphony and breathe out your will, to breathe out your Word.
Holy Spirit, lead.